Luyện nghe bài hát Now He's Just Dust in the Wind

Out in the state of Texas
Old cowboys, they all 'round.
A family of friends all over
To spread his ashes

In the stirrups his boots tied backwards
Buell led his up the trail.
You had to be there, he was in the air
remember the rest of my days.

Way out in desert terrain
They scattered his on the plains.
On a plateau,we had to let go
Of a man we were all to know.

Franky played fiddle
He had a tear in his eye.
A friend, he had gone but he his own home,
A god place to rest he died.

Now just dist in the wind
He'd been every place I've been.
In of injustice he always stood tall.
He'd a done it all again.

He was not a man of fortune
Born of a in race
and Indian, Irish and black
He was by all in disgrace.

As a playwright his friend the troubles of men.
He won a great of his day.
But his true friends were the cowboys,
You nothing from them but their praise

The song was sung was one of farewell
Goodbye to the we'd known well.
A man had died in west Texas
Gone to from a life lived in hell.

The cowboys' to his spirit
So moved me not speak a word.
Dust in the wind is he became,
I'll forget what I heard.

Now he's just in the wind
He'd been every place that I've
In spite of injustice he always tall
He'd a done it all again.